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oe “Yes; to their cost, I hope,’? remarked the dec x Ff “The reason given hea fo wot locating their island - more clearly, > Mr. Bevins repliét to the Frenchman’s : Slineation, “is that it was simply a temporary port and not their main stronghold, to which they intended sail- — ing ina few days. ‘The detective adds that he will try ' to remain with them, and write further particulars — _ when they make the move.” | - ‘Ts this information reliable beyond any doubt?” asked Washburn quietly. | “Yes; I think so,”? replied Mr. Bevins slowly. ‘‘l first ct oi the man through our porter, who has been _ with us several years and in whom we place the great- F est reliance. Here, I will call Ah Foy and you can _ question him yourself.’’ ‘Touching a bell, the old gentleman signified to the Chinaman seated at the door that he wished to speak to him. The fellow obeyed promptly, and, on nearing the _ group, stood silent and attentive. He appeared very ‘intelligent for his class, and, if it was not for the habit of glancing furtively from side to side out of his narrow — slit-eyes, he would have impressed one as being a sim- : ple, inoffensive Mongolian with no thought but to _ please his employers. j Mark watched him steadily for a moment, then _ glanced carelessly out through the open window at the _ crowd surging along the broad, well-paved street. Al- pes apparently but little interested, the short scru- - tiny he had given Ab Foy’s countenance fixed it indel- ibly on his mind, and it stood him in good stead not ; long after. - Mr. Washburn asked the porter concerning the native Gert i» ) detective, and. elicited the fact that he was of some Beers Set “THR ‘MYSTERIO US LETTER. | ¥ ee oe. Ses . ‘ o &s - - ‘ « ¥ yi? ax 37 * my . | Brenote Lopes and had but lvety eomicbooks.co . a. %